In Moderation

So here I am. Another christmas party for the Bongiorno family. Dad gets out of the car. Farts almost immediately, kind of like he's establishing his territory. Inside the house we go. 'Hi', I dodge a kiss, 'sorry, yes, sick'. Cough (just so they know that I really am sick). A couple of new faces. Not sure who they are. After a few times walking around the room I've heard the words 'Devine', 'sushi', and 'wholegrain'. From the other side of the room I hear my uncle say 'I love prawn' a couple of shocked looks then a few chuckles. It's going to be one of those nights. Merry Christmas. *Cough*